Speaking of late-night antics, last night's festivities included a pot-luck style snack fest. I have to admit that I was more than a little nervous about it. Would I be able to resist the sweet treats that were sure to be invited to the party? Would my offerings be ignored in favor of more tasty morsels? Would I completely lose my composure and tell myself that I've already started over once, I can certainly try again (I had a nightmare about that the other night. These are the real fears of my subconscious, folks!)? Well, I am fortunate that my group of girlfriends is supportive and wonderful and not only did they eat what I brought, but they also brought "Steph-friendly" items. I was seriously touched.
I've had people ask me why I've gone so completely public with this. Why I've exposed dangerously personal and embarrassingly real details about my experiences. Why I feel the need to document meals and thoughts that might otherwise be kept private. If you are one of these people, know that I don't take offense to the questions. Strange as it may seem, I feel a little bit weird about it, too, sometimes. In reality, I'm making this a public struggle because I need the motivation; I need the support; I need the cheerleaders and the team of people who make this hard thing a little easier. Imagine if I were to keep this to myself and I was presented with sugary goodness at the get-together last night. I would have caved. I probably would have given in several times during the program. I know me too well. This "shouting from the rooftops" approach helps me feel accountable. Best of all, it makes it so much easier to reach out for help when I need it.
One of the biggest changes I've noticed since starting this program is how much easier it is getting to ignore the sweet stuff that would have beckoned me in the past. There were definitely some delicious-looking snacks there last night, but it was so much easier to refrain and stick to snacking on fruit and drinking water (have I mentioned how incredibly thirsty I've been since starting this thing? I cannot get enough water lately). The best part is how I felt last night driving home and this morning waking up. Besides having a nasty headache from the lack of proper sleep (Little Miss Toddler woke up at 6am. Not so fun when one goes to bed well after midnight), I didn't have the Sugar Regrets that usually follows a fun night out. I felt pretty great, considering.
Another check mark in the "W30 Is Great" column.
What I ate:
Breakfast: Potato and Spinach Hash topped with fried eggs
Lunch: Sauteed Kale with Sweet Potato and the remaining Shepherd's Pie leftovers
Dinner: Salmon smothered in homemade cilantro lime aoli and topped with seasoned chopped tomatoes. I didn't get a picture because I was in such a rush to get out the door. Don't worry, there's plenty of leftovers to photograph.
Party Snacks: Oven roasted red potatoes and carrots with avocado garlic aoli; Thai Cucumber Cups
Accountability is a good motivator. If you know you're going to let yourself down, when you accountable, you don't want to let others down. I get that. Way to resist the treats! Woo!
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